Tag Archives: Looking Back

Birds of Praise

BIRD OF PRAISE Sometimes The day is a mirror A window You can see through The pane You step into The open mouth of the city To feel Your skin in the rain Sometimes you can See your history A … Continue reading

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When I Do

When I Do   Mor-Mor warmed up the pie And served it à la mode I can still smell it now And the coffee That overflowed the white, small cup When she poured the cream in   The past is … Continue reading

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